Mourning

I have been eating nonstop since Thursday night when we arrived here in Missouri. So I'm big and 'swole as they say in Georgia. Strangely, I still find myself hungry somehow. Weird.

There's been a lot of sitting around and waiting. We finally had the service yesterday, which was nice if not full of crying. Even the preacher lost it. Geez. Then of course we went back to eating. Some boozing as well. Janiece made some delicious lemonade drinks with tequila. Fantastic.

Today, though, we're back to sitting around and waiting. Janiece and Jeff are doing yard work and other stuff around the house. It makes me want to be back home, as I'm reminded of the 783 things that I need to be doing back at my house. Bah. Joe and his brother Alex are watching a British TV show. Apparently, we'll soon be driving out to St. James to look at someone's new house. Eh. My options are to go or stay here. Can I go home yet? I miss my bed and my dogs.